Chapter 81 – Fatherhood
<span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —
<span style="font-weight:400">I had made it in time.
<span style="font-weight:400">Just as promised, I had returned home before Roxy gave birth, but… judging by howrge she had gotten, I had definitely cut it close.
<span style="font-weight:400">Almost too close.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Are you feeling okay, Roxy?” I said, gently massaging her feet as shey down on the couch beside me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well… I <em><span style="font-weight:400">was </em><span style="font-weight:400">feeling quite a bit of pain in my feet, but it’s getting better now,” she said, sighing as she flipped through her book. “Ah, and I have also gained an infatuation with cheese.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I-Infatuation, you say?” I said, confused.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Mhmm. It''s quitemon to form an obsession with food during pregnancy, ording to Elinalise,” she said matter-of-factly.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ah, right. I do remember Mama really wanting fruits all the time when she was pregnant with Rudy.
<span style="font-weight:400">I guess that’s normal.
<span style="font-weight:400">“And speaking of Elinalise…” she said, smiling a bit. “She and Cliff recently got married.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Now <em><span style="font-weight:400">that</em><span style="font-weight:400"> was a surprise.
<span style="font-weight:400">I already knew that Cliff was a man who took responsibility, but I was shocked that Lina epted.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, she had told me more than a few times that she would never marry again.
<span style="font-weight:400">But I guess Cliff’s resoluteness broke down her wall, huh?
<span style="font-weight:400">Just like when she had initially nned to refuse Cliff’s advances for a rtionship… I guess she was quite weak to him, huh?
<span style="font-weight:400">I was d.
<span style="font-weight:400">Even with her curse, she deserved some happiness in regard to romance.
<span style="font-weight:400">But still…
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s a little… fast,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Are you sure you’re one to say that?” Roxy said. “It was only a few days after we reunited that you proposed to me, right?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, but… I had made the first promise when I was seven,” I pointed out.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That doesn’t count,” she said, poking my side with her finger. “And… don’t repeat that. It makes me sound like a cradle robber.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Are you not one?
<span style="font-weight:400">Of course, I kept that thought to myself.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, still… I’m happy for them,” I said, cing her feet back down. “Now, do you feel a bit better?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, thank you,” she said, smiling sweetly at me. “Just like your mother said, my magic isn’t as easy to use anymore, so I hope you don’t mind me selfishly relying on you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You know you can always rely on me,” I said, moving toy down with her.
<span style="font-weight:400">Pulling her against my side, I kissed her forehead as one of her hands moved to my hair, gently raking through it as we gotfortable.
<span style="font-weight:400">“And? Is that all that changed while I was gone? You now like cheese and Lina got married?” I then asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm… not exactly,” she said cryptically.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What does that mean?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t want to spoil the surprise,” she said, snuggling against my side. “But… you should probably see your parents tomorrow.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Okay… but why tomorrow?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Because for tonight, I want you to hold me,” Roxy said resolutely.
<span style="font-weight:400">Well… she was right. It seems that with her pregnancy, Roxy had be a bit more selfish.
<span style="font-weight:400">Not that I minded, though.
<span style="font-weight:400">In fact… I quite liked it.
<span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —
<span style="font-weight:400">With a simple breakfast put together, something that Sylphy quickly took over due to my insufficient cooking skills, I then made my way over to my parents’ house to see what this mysterious ‘surprise’ was that Roxy had hinted atst night.
<span style="font-weight:400">With Mama watering a few of the indoor nts, Paul resting after cutting some firewood, and Lilia calmly folding someundry in her wheelchair, it really did remind me of our time back in Buena Vige, before the Discement Incident fucked everything up.
<span style="font-weight:400">Unfortunately, with Rudy and Norn in their morning sses, and Aisha helping Ariel with who knows what, there wasn’t a full family, but it was nice nheless.
<span style="font-weight:400">Anyway, after telling them that I was back and giving my mothers a hug, I then asked them what exactly had happened during the two months I had been gone, and as it turned out…
<span style="font-weight:400">“It appears that I am pregnant once again,” Lilia said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as she smiled softly at me.
<span style="font-weight:400">…Huh?
<span style="font-weight:400">My head turned to Paul, who was grinning like an idiot as he puffed out his chest.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hehe… I still got it, huh?” he said happily.
<span style="font-weight:400">This fucker… well, they were husband and wife, but… for some reason, I felt a little disgusted.
<span style="font-weight:400">Why?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, even if she has to use her arms now, Lilia always leg locks, so I guess it was natural~” he continued, rubbing his upper lip with a smile.
<span style="font-weight:400">…That’s right, it was because he was a lecherous bastard.
<span style="font-weight:400">No matter how much he’s grown as a man and a father, he was still Paul Greyrat, the enemy of many women.
<span style="font-weight:400">I mean, I wasn’t one to talk after awakening my libido, but at least I kept it between my women and I, unlike a certain someone…
<span style="font-weight:400">“Husband… please don’t say that,” Lilia said, gaining a blush.
<span style="font-weight:400">Mama was also angry, but the only sign of her displeasure was the cold re she was sending his way.
<span style="font-weight:400">But I knew from experience that, somehow, it was even scarier than a regr scolding.
<span style="font-weight:400">Well… at least Lilia was happy, but now that they’ll be getting another sibling living here…
<span style="font-weight:400">“What about the rooms?” I asked. “One for Norn, Aisha, Mama, and Lilia… and then one for the baby.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I know they had that office that could be turned into a bedroom, but my father seemed quite dependent on the separate space for his work… even if Lilia had been doing most of his paperwork for him.
<span style="font-weight:400">“U-Uhh, I think you’re forgetting someone?” my father said, pointing to himself.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You can sleep on the couch,” I returned. “Plus, I’m guessing you’re with Mama or Lilia most nights.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, that’s true…” he said before his face formed his signature disgusting grin. “Unless I get lucky and get them together-”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Paul.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Husband.”
<span style="font-weight:400">His words were quickly cut off by the two women, but not quick enough for me to get the picture.
<span style="font-weight:400">A picture I never wanted to think of, even if I had to bear with the sounds back in our old house.
<span style="font-weight:400">Norn and Aisha though… well, I guess they could either join the dormitories ore live with me if it ended up being too much for them.
<span style="font-weight:400">A brother should always take care of his sisters, from both physical and psychological pain.
<span style="font-weight:400">Oh, and speaking of them.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Father,” I said firmly, looking at the man. “Norn and Aisha… have you made up with them?”
<span style="font-weight:400">He widened his eyes before sighing, looking down at the table with a slight smile.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah… I guess you could say that,” he said, twiddling his thumbs. “They talk to me now, and even Norn has been training her swordsmanship with me since you’re busy… so while I can’t say I’ll ever be the cool father I always hoped to be… I can at least call myself their dad.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… well, that’s good.
<span style="font-weight:400">To be able to heal their rtionship… I was proud of them.
<span style="font-weight:400">I would have to praise themter.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Good job,” I said, lightly pping the back of his head. “Just don’t screw it up again.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ha! I don’t n to!” he said happily before he shook his head. “But damn, you really are a reliable son… no wonder they’re so attached to you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well… that’s tough,” I shrugged, ignoring the jealous pout the idiot was sending my way. “Unfortunately for you, I don’t n on losing the reliable big brother position anytime soon.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, you damn charmer,” he huffed. “But anyway… now that you’re back, and you don’t have any more trips nned… what are you doing next?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, well… I have something I had been meaning to do,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Is that so?” he said. “Well, good luck.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Thanks, Father,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">Indeed, now that I was back and nning to stay, I had something I needed to do as a responsible future parent.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, it wouldn’t be good for a new father to be unemployed, right?
<span style="font-weight:400">Even Paul was a better man than that, even back when Rudy was in Mama’s womb.
<span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —
<span style="font-weight:400">I had remembered Sylphy and Norn talking about how the advanced swordsmanship ss instructor would be leaving the university soon. And that was a few months ago, before I left for the Sword Sanctum.
<span style="font-weight:400">And so, with the need of money and a job, I realized… I was quite a good swordsman, right?
<span style="font-weight:400">And I wasn’t that bad of a teacher, either.
<span style="font-weight:400">And so, I went over to Jinas and asked if I could rece the position, as currently, the instructor was only at the Advanced-rank in the Water God style.
<span style="font-weight:400">Not very helpful for the Sword God and North God swordsman in the ss, nor the few students who had already reached the Advanced rank.
<span style="font-weight:400">Of course, with a baby on the way, I had asked for them to show some leniency in my schedule, but I also offered to fill in for some magic sses when needed in return.
<span style="font-weight:400">I had originally expected to have to be amodating in terms of pay due to that, but as it turned out, being an official Sword and Water King, I was quite a sought-after talent.
<span style="font-weight:400">Of course, there was the fact I was technically an Emperor-ranked swordsman now, but I decided to keep that to myself.
<span style="font-weight:400">No need to unnecessarily scare people, right?
<span style="font-weight:400">But anyway, as it stood, I was now the advanced swordsmanship instructor for the Ranoa University of Magic, though I wouldn’t begin sses for a bit due to my child, and I would remain in that position until Ariel eventually graduated and began her fight for the throne.
<span style="font-weight:400">After that, well… I guess I would be a guard for the princess alongside Sylphy, or something simr, and our family would be moving to the Asura Kingdom.
<span style="font-weight:400">Unless Ariel decided to let go of Sylphy as her guard, of course, but I wouldn’t want to separate such a nice friendship.
<span style="font-weight:400">Besides, by that time, Norn and Aisha would be older, and knowing Rudy, he would definitely start pumping out some kids, so they could take the house as they needed.
<span style="font-weight:400">But still… while it was good that I now had a job, that meant there was only one thing for my mind to focus on.
<span style="font-weight:400">My most important job. One that I couldn’t fail.
<span style="font-weight:400">And with the dawn of iting so close… I couldn’t help but feel a bit anxious.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What’s wrong, Leon?” Roxy said, sifting her hand though my hair as I rested my head on herp.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You seem nervous,” Sylphy added, sitting down next to Roxy as she also rubbed my head.
<span style="font-weight:400">I couldn’t help but feel a bit like a pet… but it felt veryforting, so I couldn’t say I hated it.
<span style="font-weight:400">Besides, in many ways, these two were without a doubt my ''owners’.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s nothing,” I lied, trying to focus my mind elsewhere from my worries.
<span style="font-weight:400">After securing a job from the university, I was now back home, resting on our bed with my two lovers, with Sylphy reading a book as Roxy tried her hand at knitting.
<span style="font-weight:400">Of course, I wasying down across them, taking in the warmth I had been missing so much, even if I had already cuddled Roxy for all ofst night.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, I could never get enough of these two.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You can trust us, you know,” Roxy said softly, looking down at me as her hand drifted down to cup my cheek. “We’re your future wives, right? It’s our job to support you, just like you do for us.”
<span style="font-weight:400">…Right.
<span style="font-weight:400">I guess… I should trust them, no?
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m just… worried,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“About what?” Sylphy asked calmly.
<span style="font-weight:400">Mmm… about what indeed.
<span style="font-weight:400">Well, I guess I should juste out with it.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was good to talk about your feelings, right? Even if the problem didn’t end up getting resolved.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Being a good father and setting a good example,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">Roxy raised her eyebrow in confusion.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Really? You’re worried about that?” she said. “You took care of your sisters just fine, and that was when you were still a child. And not to mention being teleported away from home with nothing but the clothes on your back.”
<span style="font-weight:400">And my sword and Eris, but I decided to simply let them talk.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s right,” Sylphy nodded. “You’re amazing, Leon.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Right… I was amazing… they always let me know that, as did many other people.
<span style="font-weight:400">But as I had grown older, especially now with a child on the way… I couldn’t help but wince every time I heard that praise.
<span style="font-weight:400">“But that’s exactly it,” I said, tightening my grip on Roxy’s nightdress. “I… I know that I’m talented, but I don’t want to be too good… I… don’t want to make our child feel lesser than me… constantly living in my shadow and beingpared to me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Not to mention, while I was able to take care of my sisters, who was to say I could take care of a child as easily?
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, even with my ‘practice’ with Norn and Aisha, that was only for the ages from four to eight.
<span style="font-weight:400">I had a lot of years I didn’t have any experience with, and even with the ones that I did… could I say I did the best job one could do?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Leon… it’s okay,” Roxy said, patting my head. “This is what every parent goes through, or at least, I think so… I mean, maybe Zenith is a different case since she had you out of nowhere, but every other parent has their first child, and every parent is inexperienced at one point.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I knew that… I knew that, but… I didn’t want to be a failure.
<span style="font-weight:400">I wanted to be the best father I could, so… how could I not worry?
<span style="font-weight:400">And even if other parents had these worries… I didn’t want to be like them.
<span style="font-weight:400">Even if it was arrogant to think so, I wanted to be better than other parents.
<span style="font-weight:400">I… wanted to be the best.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Leon,” Sylphy said softly, pulling my head over so that I was resting on both of theirps. “I didn’t say that recklessly. I know you are going to be an amazing father.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Ignoring the heavenly feeling of their thighs, I pressed onward.
<span style="font-weight:400">“…How?” I asked. “How can you know that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Because you’re caring so much right now,” she said, patting my hair. “And you always aim to improve.”
<span style="font-weight:400">My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
<span style="font-weight:400">Aiming to improve?
<span style="font-weight:400">I suppose, but… I didn’t want to <em><span style="font-weight:400">improve </em><span style="font-weight:400">at being a father.
<span style="font-weight:400">I wanted to be the best.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, if I had to work hard to get better, I would do it, of course, but… what about the child when I wasgging behind?
<span style="font-weight:400">“You already have the best thing to use,” Roxy said, looking down at me. “An example.”
<span style="font-weight:400">An example?
<span style="font-weight:400">“You have Paul, right?” she said. “He’s made many mistakes, as I’m sure you know. So you can use those to know what to do without actually making those mistakes with our child. You can use him to see what is good as well, and take those values and experiences for yourself.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I… guess, but-
<span style="font-weight:400">“And past that,” she said calmly, twirling her finger around my lock of white hair. “You don’t need to be the perfect father, nor do we expect you to.”
<span style="font-weight:400">No, but… that’s what I’m afraid of…
<span style="font-weight:400">“Do you remember, Leon?” she said, her face forming a fond smile as I stared up at her. “Back when I taught you magic… do you remember all those silly mistakes you made?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Of course, I did.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was extremely embarrassing to not look cool in front of your crush, after all.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm… remember when you first tried <em><span style="font-weight:400">Earth Fortress</em><span style="font-weight:400"> with an incantation, only to identally cover yourself? And then when you released it from surprise, the dirt fell right onto you,” she said, giggling lightly along with Sylphy at my past misfortunes. “And don’t even get me started on your first application of <em><span style="font-weight:400">Icicle Field</em><span style="font-weight:400">. Zenith was quite surprised to see her entire garden coated in frost in the middle of summer.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Aaghh!
<span style="font-weight:400">“I-I get it!” I said, looking away in shame. “I get it, so… cut it out.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Seriously… as much as I treasured those moments, back when I was able to hear the delightful giggle of Roxy as a child… they were still embarrassing.
<span style="font-weight:400">Not to mention the scolding I got from Mama afterwards for ruining her nts…
<span style="font-weight:400">Yeah, those were embarrassing times.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Haa… it’s nice to look back at when you were so cute. But you know, Leon…” Roxy said, cupping my cheek and forcing me to look up at her. “You’re an amazing magician now. Rudy is your only match when ites to pure skill. And aside from some embarrassment… were there any horrible, irreparable issues made during your path of learning?”
<span style="font-weight:400">I… yes, she was right.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yet still…
<span style="font-weight:400">“But… what about the time it takes for me to get better?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s what we’re here for, silly,” Sylphy said, yfully pinching my cheek. “While you might be the only father, you’re not alone when ites to being their parent.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I felt a weight lift off my shoulders as my lips quirked up in a smile.
<span style="font-weight:400">Right… I had them.
<span style="font-weight:400">Just like when I leaned on Eris during our trek across the Demon Continent, I had to trust these two amazing women as well.
<span style="font-weight:400">I guess, even if I had grown older… I was the same idiot, in some aspects.
<span style="font-weight:400">Only now I could trust these two to stop me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Right… thank you,” I said, turning to kiss Roxy’s belly that was right beside me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I… might not be the perfect father, but I’ll try to be,” I swore, bringing my hand up to caress my unborn child. “And at the very least, no matter what… I will always be there for you… I’ll protect and care for you, and I’ll always be on your side.”
<span style="font-weight:400">That… was a promise worth making.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Jeez,” Roxy said, tussling my hair. “Saying something like that… What were you even worried about?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“And that’s why you’ll be a good father, Leon,” Sylphy added, leaning down to kiss my forehead. “Now… what are the names going to be?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Oh… right.
<span style="font-weight:400">We should… probably talk about that.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You can call them whatever, Leon,” Roxy said. “I’m sure I can trust you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well… that’s not right,” I said. “How about I pick it if it’s a boy, and you if it’s a girl?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm… okay, I ept that,” Roxy said, nodding to herself. “For a girl… I think Aria is nice.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Really?
<span style="font-weight:400">I thought she would do a name starting with Ro-, which, ording to her, was the tradition of the Migurd tribe she was from.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s lovely!” Sylphy said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I think so too,” I added with a smile before returning to my pondering.
<span style="font-weight:400">But a boy, huh?
<span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… if that happens… then Arthur might be good.
<span style="font-weight:400">Or maybe Adrian?
<span style="font-weight:400">Decisions… I guess only the future would tell.
<span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —
<span style="font-weight:400">The time hade.
<span style="font-weight:400">A battle unlike any I had found myself in before was upon us, but… for better or worse, I wasn’t the one doing most of the fighting.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hnng!” Roxy groaned, gripping my hand with a strength I had never felt from her before.
<span style="font-weight:400">Shit… I think I unconsciously coated it in touki to keep it safe.
<span style="font-weight:400">That was some impressive power, my lovelydy.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Keep pushing, Roxy,” Lilia said evenly from the side. “I can see the head, so you’re almost there.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“G-Got it! Graa!” Roxy shouted, causing me to flinch as her grip increased.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm… it’s quite big, but we expected this. Leon, I need your healing magic,” Lilia said, prompting me to move beside her, my hand still clutched by Roxy’s as Sylphy held her other one. “I’m going to orient it, so be sure to heal any damage and pain, okay?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Nodding, I pressed my free hand against Roxy’s belly as I began to cast healing magic, following Lilia’s advice as she continued her contractions.
<span style="font-weight:400">And so, being positioned like this… I saw it.
<span style="font-weight:400">The first sign of my child, their wet blue hair slick with amniotic fluid as their head slowly breached Roxy’s entrance, with Lilia moving a towel underneath to support their weight.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re almost there, Roxy,” I said, squeezing her hand back. “You’re doing amazing!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“F-Fuck!” she screamed.
<span style="font-weight:400">I… don’t think I had heard her swear before, at least not in bed, but I guess this was definitely the time to do so.
<span style="font-weight:400">But now wasn’t the time to be surprised, nor aroused.
<span style="font-weight:400">There was something much more important in the forefront of my mind.
<span style="font-weight:400">With Lilia and me working in tandem, we continued to help with the delivery, having to gently manoeuvre the baby’s shoulders past the narrow entrance so it didn’t get caught.
<span style="font-weight:400">It seemed that the baby was quite big for Roxy’s thin hips, which made sense as it was going to be half human.
<span style="font-weight:400">But eventually, its body came out, with the baby taking it’s first breaths before it was finally delivered, its little body wrapped in a towel as Lilia began to clean off the blood and vernix coating its skin.
<span style="font-weight:400">Wow… it was so… tiny…
<span style="font-weight:400">“Leon? Can you cut the umbilical cord?” Lilia said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“A-Ah, yes!” I said, using wind magic to cut off the cord and cauterizing the two cuts.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you,” Lilia said. “Well? Are you going to hold her?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Nodding my head, with my voice frozen from awe, I hesitantly took the baby into my arms, holding it close as I looked down at the face that had just begun to let out its first cries.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ah… this emotion… this feeling… it was indescribable.
<span style="font-weight:400">I was so stunned that I had to remind myself to breathe.
<span style="font-weight:400">Looking down and noticing theck of a certain extremity, it was indeed a girl, just as Lilia had said.
<span style="font-weight:400">So this was…
<span style="font-weight:400">“Aria…” I said, suppressing my urge to cry in joy. “My little Aria… I’m… so happy to see you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She, of course, did not answer me, instead opting to cry even louder as I generated some heat to keep her body temperature warm andfortable.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Leon,” Lilia said, wiping my cheek, where a tear seemed to have escaped, as she looked at me warmly. “A newborn child should be with their mother, you know.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“R-Right,” I said, nodding as I got up toy next to Roxy.
<span style="font-weight:400">What… was this feeling?
<span style="font-weight:400">Looking down at Aria, my daughter, I felt my heart pound in my chest even harder.
<span style="font-weight:400">Aria… yes, she… she was my daughter…
<span style="font-weight:400">What the heck, my cheeks were hurting from smiling too much.
<span style="font-weight:400">Oh, speaking of hurting!
<span style="font-weight:400">“Roxy, are you okay?” I asked, sliding next to her as she looked at Aria in wonder.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Y-Yeah… Sylphy’s healing me, but… I can’t believe this is real,” she said, taking Aria into her arms as we held her between us, my arms supporting Aria from below as Roxy held her close.
<span style="font-weight:400">Roxy, she looked… absolutely radiant.
<span style="font-weight:400">With a warm smile lit by thentern''s soft glow, it was probably the most beautiful I had ever seen her.
<span style="font-weight:400">“This… it hurt a lot, but… I can’t help but feel that it was worth it,” Roxy said, looking down at her with a wide, wobbly smile. “Even though she’s crying so loud.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She really was crying quite loud.
<span style="font-weight:400">But that just meant she was healthy, right?
<span style="font-weight:400">Everyone was quite scared when Rudy didn’t, after all.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah,” I chuckled, leaning my head over to peck her cheek. “You did amazing.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“And you helped a lot,” she said, turning her head to kiss me.
<span style="font-weight:400">With both of us returning to look down at Aria, Roxy then called out to Sylphy, “Come over here. You’re a part of our family too, right?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? Ah y-yes,” she said, moving to sit on the opposite side of Roxy as she continued to soothe her pain with healing magic.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sylphy,” I said, looking at Roxy as we shared a small nod. “Aria… she’s your daughter too.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Sylphy’s eyes lit up as she then looked back down at the baby, her cheeks flushing as her face gained a warm look simr to Roxy’s.
<span style="font-weight:400">I had made sure to ask Roxy before the birth about this, since I didn’t want to step on any toes, but she readily agreed to the idea that all of our children would be all of ours to take care of.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, why was there a need for Aria to only have one mother when there were three ready to love her with open arms?
<span style="font-weight:400">And that went for my other future children too.
<span style="font-weight:400">But for now, I didn’t want to think about the future.
<span style="font-weight:400">For now… I just wanted to enjoy this moment.
<span style="font-weight:400">And still… I couldn’t stop smiling.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Aww! She’s so cute!” Mama said, moving from the wall to sit beside me as she leaned her head on my shoulder. “And Aria… that’s a good name. Did you pick that out?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No… it was Roxy,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Is that so?” she said. “Well still, it’s beautiful, Roxy. She’s beautiful.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“T-Thank you… and… she is,” Roxy said.
<span style="font-weight:400">Lilia, who had covered Roxy’s lower half with a sheet, then nodded to Lina, who was by the door.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well… it’s done, guys. So you cane in,” she said, looking at the three of us. “And Roxy… that’s a really nice expression.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“A-Ah, thank you,” she said, nodding bashfully.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was then that the door opened, revealing my father, my sisters, as well as Rudy and Sara as the five slowly crowded the room.
<span style="font-weight:400">With so many people, with its impressive size, it was good we chose my room.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Roxy! You did it!” Aisha said happily.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well done, Master. And congrattions, brother,” Rudy nodded.
<span style="font-weight:400">Norn simply watched with wide eyes as the three of us held the little bundle of joy.
<span style="font-weight:400">And then… there was my father.
<span style="font-weight:400">“So it’s finally out, huh? You said it was a girl, right?” he asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah,” I said. “Aria is the name… Aria Greyrat.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see, but… you and Roxy aren’t married yet, right?” he said, forming a teasing grin. “I guess little Aria is a bastard, then.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Father… I know he was trying to joke with the festive atmosphere, but that was definitely not a good one.
<span style="font-weight:400">Everyone in the room turned their heads to re at him as Norn quickly rose her hand to smack his head, with Sara doing the same a momentter.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Husband…” Lilia murmured, shaking her head with disappointment.
<span style="font-weight:400">And yet again, Mama simply red at him coldly.
<span style="font-weight:400">Roxy simply chuckled at her antics before looking down at Aria, who had calmed her crying.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That aside…” Roxy said, her face twisting into a difficult expression. “She has blue hair.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s true…” Sylphy said with a frown.
<span style="font-weight:400">I saw that they were both a little down, especially Roxy, and I didn’t need to know why.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s fine,” I said. “Actually, it’s more than fine. She has the same blue colour of your hair, Roxy… the most beautiful colour in the world.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Sylphy looked over at me with a raised eyebrow.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You said the same thing about my hair too,” she said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Nope. It’s beautiful, but not the most beautiful. That goes to Roxy,” I said, shaking my head. “Your silver is the most enchanting, however, and Eris’ red is the most stunning. Just like how your previous green was the most charming.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Leon… don’t all of those words mean the same thing?” Roxy asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Nope. They’repletely different,” I said resolutely.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You dummy,” Roxy said, smiling softly before it morphed into a frown. “It’s… not the colour. Or at least notpletely. Thanks to you, I’vee to love my hair as well, but… just because I love it, doesn’t mean the rest of the world will.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Right… discrimination.
<span style="font-weight:400">Roxy must be upset that the blue Aria had inherited would likely cause her problems, and Sylphy… she was probably worried she would do the same to her future child with her natural green.
<span style="font-weight:400">But…
<span style="font-weight:400">“That doesn’t matter,” I said. “She won’t get bullied or harmed for it, unless those people want to face my wrath.”
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, even though I had held her for but a few moments, I knew that for Aria… I would do anything for her.
<span style="font-weight:400">“She’s beautiful… indescribably beautiful…” I said, my hand gently caressing the face of the now-sleeping Aria. “And I wouldn’t want her any other way, even if it means I need to solve some problems in the future. She… is the most amazing daughter.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Even though she was my only, at least at the moment.
<span style="font-weight:400">But such a cute face… the warmth she made me feel… she really was so beautiful, iparable to anything I had felt or seen before.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yeah, this moment… the moment I became a father… it was definitely something I would never forget.
<span style="font-weight:400">Birth… fatherhood… it was all quite amazing, huh?
<span style="font-weight:400">I couldn’t wait to experience it again.